Eyes looked me in the dark, a
lights shining in my absence, pupils
burning like coals,
darkness inhabited eyelids.
A voice whispered to me, with rumor
marine shell, and at night
vertebrate fireflies,
were mine to the rhythm of my hips.
rhythm group was my horse and my bust crowned
grenades, nursed
fierce heat your mouth, that abyss
your lips guarded. Mayte
Dalianegra.
Painting: "The response" ("The Answer"), 2009, Aaron Nagel. Private collection.
lights shining in my absence, pupils
burning like coals,
darkness inhabited eyelids.
A voice whispered to me, with rumor
marine shell, and at night
vertebrate fireflies,
were mine to the rhythm of my hips.
rhythm group was my horse and my bust crowned
grenades, nursed
fierce heat your mouth, that abyss
your lips guarded. Mayte
Dalianegra.
Painting: "The response" ("The Answer"), 2009, Aaron Nagel. Private collection.
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